Fifteen minutes before Albany’s annual holiday race began, a teeth-chattering crowd of more than 1,500 gathered near the State Street starting line. With temperatures hovering just above freezing, friends huddled together, blowing warm air into their hands. Amidst all the chatter, though, the voice of a young Michael Jackson broke out over the loudspeakers, and the crowd began to jump and sway to the rhymes of “ABC,” ready for a burst of cardiovascular activity. The ...

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